I was so annoyed. 
I entered my bedroom slamming the doors behind me loudly. 
I threw the ripped t-shirt into the bin and opened the wardrobe to find a new one. 
I seriously feel like kicking his .  Does that kid not know what seriousness is?  
He's worse than Baekhyun. Baekhyun is childish but at least he knows his limits whilst Kai is just begin a  jerk ugh. 
I can't believe I felt sorry for him when he said he's claustrophobic pfft. I've should have just left him ting his pants
While I was still looking for a new top to change into the doors opened 
"Oh god sorry" said Suho quickly covering his eyes after seeing me in my bra. 
"Don't worry it's not like everyone in the house has just seen me like this"
"What do you mean?" He was still covering his eyes
I took out a plain tight white top  and changed into it.
"You can look now"
He removed his hand from his eyes.
"I thought Kai took you downstairs" 
"Yeah he did" 
"What happened then?"
I sighed lightly "Nothing really, don't worry about it" 
I smiled and sat on the bed patting the space next to me suggesting for Suho to join me. 
He came and sat next to me without a word. 
"Suho I want to start the training again." 
"Are you sure?" he asked worriedly 
I nodded. 
"I think I can even start it today..." 
He looked at me confused when I sat closer to him and I gently touched his face with my fingers. 
My fingers started glowing and  a gasp escaped Suho's mouth.
"A-are you..?" 
I slowly trailed my fingers around his bruise and then I touched the cut  on his lip. 
It started healing slowly and his lips turned to it's original state. 
Suho eyes were focused on me for